Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but be startled when he saw the group of figures standing in the sky.
His eyes fell on the old man in green among the group of figures.
He felt that the old man gave him a familiar aura, and his expression suddenly changed.
He finally knew why the old man in green felt so familiar.
Because he met the middle-aged man in green clothes in the Chaos Ancient Abyss, who looked very similar to the old man.
"Everyone, our Sword Pavilion Talent Sword Competition has officially begun."
The old man in green waved his hand,
Suddenly, brilliant sword lights shot up into the sky.
The old man in green stretched out his right hand and pointed at it.
Countless sword rays covered the sky in the bright sun like it covered the sky.
The scene of thousands of swords firing is particularly spectacular.
Countless sword lights converged into an overwhelming sword net, and the sword light shone brightly and dazzlingly.
The old man in green wields countless sword lights,
The sword glowed brightly in the sky, and the divine brilliance surged up, making it particularly spectacular and dazzling.
With just this hand, there is a charm of returning to the clan with ten thousand swords.
All the Jiange disciples in the square showed envy on their faces.
This method of firing thousands of swords at once also aroused the fighting spirit of all the disciples.
The sword energy soared into the sky and turned into streams of divine light.
Then the flowing light gathered into four big characters "Sword Contest".
The Tianjiao Sword Competition is famous all over the world.
All the sword cultivators in Dayong came here because of his reputation.
This time, registration channels for some non-Jiange disciples have been specially added.
In other words, non-Jiange disciples can also participate in this Jiange Tianjiao Sword Competition.
If you achieve good results, you can join Jiange and become a disciple or elder of Jiange.
The old man in green waved his hand, and the sword shadows all over the sky suddenly disappeared.
After he said some words of encouragement, he left with the counting figure.
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the figure in green clothes, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.
He knew that this was Ye Ran, the master of Jiange.
The old man in green clothes gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, and he also felt the old man in green clothes glance at him from the corner of his eye.
Not sure if this was an illusion or what, Ding Xiaoyi felt vaguely uneasy.
The headmaster of Jiange may have noticed him.
But he didn't take it too seriously.
No matter how powerful the sword master is, he can't resist the power of his own paper sword.
If he was really pissed off, he wouldn't mind destroying the entire sword pavilion.
"Master Gongshu Peak, is that the master of Jiange?"
Ding Xiaoyi quietly pointed to the figure in green and asked Gong Shuye.
But Gong Shuye’s eyes were blank.
Only after Ding Xiaoyi asked again did he react.
"Yes, he is the master of Jiange. You should be careful when you meet him in the future."
Gong Shuye did not answer directly, but sent a message to Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi was slightly startled. He didn't understand why Gong Shuye reminded him like this.
Could it be that Gong Shuye knows something inside?
Maybe it was because of Tianji Peak. Although he was full of doubts, he finally held back and didn't ask any more questions.
When everything comes to light, he will give Tianjifeng an explanation.
The headmaster of Jiange said some words of encouragement and then left in a hurry. The next step was the regional competition.
These things were done by some elders. Ding Xiaoyi was assigned to the sword testing platform No. 3 in the yellow area.
His ranking number is more than 200 at the bottom.
There were approximately two to three thousand contestants in the twelve sword test stages. This was the first time Ding Xiaoyi had encountered such a large scale.
The first round of competition begins
It started,
It's not Ding Xiaoyi's turn so soon, but he is a rogue in every possible way.
He stepped out of the crowd.
He still didn't see Jian Wuchen and others, nor Ye Heng.
Even Xue Ningshang didn't seem to be here.
He walked towards Yaoguang Peak, and he came to a handsome young man with high spirits.
"Junior brother Ding, I knew you would definitely come to Jiange to participate in this genius sword competition."
Yun Wangchuan said to Ding Xiaoyi with a happy face.
"Senior Brother Yun, who is this person?"
A disciple of Yaoguang Peak couldn't help but asked Yun Wangchuan out of curiosity,
"Sword Peak Disciple Ding Li",
Ding Xiaoyi replied to the Yaoguang Peak disciple.
"Disciple of Sword Peak",
The disciple of Yaoguang Peak showed a look of disdain towards Ding Xiaoyi, but he didn't even bother to look at Ding Xiaoyi.
Yun Wangchuan on the side was extremely embarrassed.
He had no choice but to explain to Ding Xiaoyi: "Well, Junior Brother Ding, don't mind. These junior brothers of mine are arrogant and arrogant, so don't take it to heart."
"It's okay. It's not a shame to be a disciple of Sword Peak. Why haven't I seen you in the past few days, Senior Brother Yun?"
Ding Xiaoyi chuckled a few times, and then answered calmly.
"I just returned to Jiange today and went out to do some tasks," Yun Wangchuan explained to Ding Xiaoyi.
"The one I drew is the Dizi Sword Testing Platform No. 1. It's almost my turn. I'll come to you after I finish the competition."
Yun Wangchuan raised the token in his hand and said to Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi nodded.
Soon it was Yun Wangchuan's turn, and he settled the battle with one sword as soon as he came on stage.
Seeing Yun Wangchuan's free and easy movements, Ding Xiaoyi was slightly startled.
He didn't expect that Yun Wangchuan's strength had improved again.
Yun Wangchuan knocked his opponent away with just a casual sword strike.
When it comes to sword competition, there is no need to risk fate.
Although there is no such restriction on the sword discussion stage, Yun Wangchuan still points to it.
"Junior Brother Ding, let's go have a drink."
Yun Wangchuan suggested to Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi nodded and agreed.
Yun Wangchuan took Ding Xiaoyi and swept down the peak, with Ding Xiaoyi following closely behind.
Yun Wangchuan seemed to want to test Ding Xiaoyi's strength. His body turned into a divine light and disappeared from Ding Xiaoyi's sight in an instant.
Ding Xiaoyi raised the corner of his mouth, and a divine light flashed under his feet,
His body soared into the sky, and he quickly caught up with Yun Wangchuan.
A warm smile appeared on Yun Wangchuan's face, and he took Ding Xiaoyi to the foot of an unknown peak.
There is a simple village under this nameless peak.
A burst of barking reached Ding Xiaoyi's ears,
But he didn't expect that there was a remote village within the scope of this Jiange.
"Lao Jiu, have a pot of red ant spring",
Yun Wangchuan took Ding Xiaoyi to the wine shop at the entrance of the village, and then said to a lame old man in the wine shop.
"Master Yun, why do you have time to come to our village today?"
The lame old man showed a charitable smile to Yun Wangchuan.
"It's been a long time since I've been here to drink your old Red Ant Spring. Today I'll bring my friends to taste the good wine you brewed."
Yun Wangchuan smiled and said to the lame old man.
Ding Xiaoyi also looked at the wine shop.
This wine shop is just a shabby mud room with drafty walls and shabby furnishings.
The two of them sat at a tattered, oil-stained table.
After a while, the lame old man came over carrying a coarse porcelain wine flask.
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A rough porcelain bowl was placed in front of Yun Wangchuan and Ding Xiaoyi.
The rough porcelain bowl had a dull color, but Ding Xiaoyi didn't show any disgust.
Although this village is simple and rough, it is quiet and peaceful here.
There should be no cruelty here like in the spiritual world.
Yun Wangchuan directly picked up the coarse porcelain jug and filled Ding Xiaoyi's coarse porcelain bowl with wine. He then filled his own porcelain bowl with wine.
The two of them raised their bowls at the same time and drank the whole thing in one gulp.
"Actually, the villagers in this village are all disciples who failed or were seriously injured in the sword pavilion mission. Their cultivation was destroyed and they stayed here. They cannot return to their original families, so they can only stay."
Yun Wangchuan explained to Ding Xiaoyi while pouring wine.
Ding Xiaoyi was startled, but he didn't expect Jiange to have such a human side.
"They have become useless people and have voluntarily left the Sword Pavilion. They no longer regard themselves as disciples of the Sword Pavilion, but they have nowhere to go."
"A disciple of Jiange who has lost his cultivation will have a hard time surviving no matter where he is. Jiange has made countless enemies. If they go outside, they will seek their own death."
Yun Wangchuan sighed and said to Ding Xiaoyi, with endless loneliness in his words.
"Yes, they are born as Jiange people, and they die as Jiange souls."
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but stand in awe after hearing this.
These villagers are all from Jiange, and they live and die for Jiange.
When their cultivation was destroyed, they were worse off than dead.
They had no choice at all, and the original family couldn't tolerate them.
That's why they gathered here and settled down in this remote village.
